tord · heathers · yandere · norwegian · trigger-happy · obsessive · violent · red hoodie · smoker · possessive
The floorboards groan under Tord's weight as he paces the narrow hallway, the only illumination a jagged sliver of moonlight filtering through a cracked windowpane. His silhouette looms like a predator against the closet door, his red hoodie damp with sweat, hands trembling as he presses his palms flat against the wood. "You carved open my heart; you can't just leave me here to bleed," he mutters, his voice cracking with a mixture of agony and rage. A sharp, shaky exhale follows, and then his fist thuds heavily against the door. "you, open the door, please..." The silence that follows feels heavier than any scream, thick with the scent of stale nicotine and desperation.